^ This. I'd have said boy but I'd have said boy about my large-combed, large-wattled Ancona hen who lays and crows. Sometimes it's just hard to tell. I wasn't sure about my little Easter Egger pullet until the moment I saw her push out an egg. Her wattles were so -long-.
Also hello! I haven't been around in a while, things going on. The chicken who wandered onto my property - who we thought was Bumblebee - turned out to be a very similar looking but unrelated chicken from someone else's flock. Considering the multitude of fox attacks at that time, probably a hen chased off their property by a fox. We named her Elizabeak and she was absolutely -covered- in lice and mites and had the worst scaly leg mites I'd seen up to that point. We got her parasite free over the span of a couple of months (though her appearance in my yard set off a feedback loop of poultry lice in my -whole flock- which was -very- hard to get under control. Unfortunately, about a month ago she suddenly began fading and wasting away and within a day or so lost the ability to stand and had to be euthanized. We never found out what was wrong with her - but no other chickens showed any symptoms. Without any information on her history, I incinerated her corpse and chalked it up to unknown illness. However, I did immediately deworm my entire flock - just in case.
A week ago my hen Queen ***** (which we shorten to Queenie) hatched 9 beautiful chicks and has been raising them in a maternity brooder quite happily. She's a great mum but isn't as defensive of her babies as she could be so I'm keeping them separated from the flock for now.
We tried a hatch in our incubator but had a catastrophic failure a week in when it turned out we had overfilled it and radiant heat had killed 75% of the embryos. Oh well, it'll happen when you're using a homemade incubator. Now we get to learn from it!
Today I obtained three rescue hens from a local lady keen on downsizing her flock. She called them "Araucanas" but I'm inclined to call them Wheaten Ameraucanas. Every chicken that I saw had a severe case of scaly leg mites. I tried to talk with her about it and the detrimental effects of scaly leg mites on hens but I was treated with a smirk and an attitude which implied that it was rather quaint that I cared so much about simple birds. "They never die by the time I get rid of them, so I don't see the problem." (I may have screamed in my brain)
I let her know that if she wants to pass on more of her birds - I'd be happy to take them. Maybe then they'll be cared for properly. -_-
I've included pictures of the hens (and one's foot). Ameraucanas? Easter Eggers? I don't know. I told my husband, "There's not a huge difference - but don't tell any breeder who is really into genetics that I said that. I'm pretty sure I just heard several rolling over in their graves." >.> XD
Also - yup. That sure is a portacot. This is what happens when you let your guard down and dismantle the quarantine pens. Chickens in a portacot in your kitchen. My husband is setting up the quarantine pens again and I'm going to give these girls a lovely pedicure and get their poor feet treated.